a/n) sorry for the LOOOOONG time between chapters, but more things have been happening for me than I care to recount. But enough of my jibba jabba, next chapter ahoy!)

Martha and Butler where in a Dalek holding cell. The Doctor had been taken to the main laboratory.

"Now what are we going to do?" Martha shot at the giant man. Butler sighed. He had been contemplating their predicament through meditation, although it was difficult when Martha kept breaking his concentration.

"I've told you, Holly has to help the Doctor. For right now however, I don't believe there is any action available to us."

"So we just sit here and wait?" Martha asked.

"Unless Holly can help us, or unless Artemis thinks of something..."

"Oh yeah, Artemis, a fat lot of good he's done us, all safe in the TARDIS while we rot in prison.

"Now now Miss Jones, that's no way to talk to the one who could let you out" said a voice from the walls.

Ten minutes earlier, Artemis had activated the electronic bug in Butlers coat. He was monitoring the bugs progress on a screen in the TARDIS, which, to his delight, easily adapted to any platform of technology. He had been less delighted with hacking the Dalek system. Although finding a computer to connect to was fairly simple, and the TARDIS translated the computer script for him, he was still dealing with completely alien technology. His frustration was beginning to rise when his cell phone rang.

Artemis blinked. Then he answered.

"Hello?"

"How's my favorite mud boy doing in space?" came a familiar voice.

"Foaly? I didn't think my service reached this far." A chuckle came from the other end.

"I had to redirect a deep space satellite to reach you here. But enough about your calling plan, what can I do to help?"

"I hate to admit this Foaly, but the Dalek technology has me flummoxed. I can't make heads or tails of this system. Think you can do anything about it?"

"Let me see..." there was the sound of typing, and a few beeps. "I can access the control mechanism for the bugs from the satellite and download the system data from there."

More typing and beeping followed this.

"Right, lets see here. This is advanced stuff..."

"I had gathered that for myself" Artemis said impatiently.

"...but not to much for me! This is similar to my designs for a future Section 8 system. So if I just..." there was a loud whirring, "bingo! We're in."

The screen Artemis was watching changed. He saw security video and audio. The control system had been put directly in his hands.

"...Artemis, a fat lot of good he's done us, all safe in the TARDIS" Martha was saying to Butler.

"Now now Miss Jones, that's no way to talk to the one who could let you out" Artemis said into the microphone on the TARDIS's control panel.

Butler leapt to his feet.

"Artemis!" he said "can you get us out of here?"

"I don't know, I wouldn't want to make a liar out of Miss Jones..."

"ARTEMIS!" Butler and Martha shouted.

"Oh very well."

The laser bars that had held them captive suddenly vanished. Butler stuck his gun barrel out the door cautiously.

"Alright Miss Jones, stay close to me, there could be trouble." Martha didn't need telling twice. "Artemis, are we clear?"

"According to my video feed, yes. All the Daleks are in the main laboratory, with my machine."

"Good, now" Butler said, suddenly business like, "Master Fowl, I believe now is the time for one of your ingenious plans."

Back on the TARDIS, Artemis grinned.

"I thought you'd never ask."